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• Being a Tuesday, which is neither a Monday or Wednesday, nor a Thursday or Friday, makes today somewhat special. It’s also the day before tomorrow and the day after yesterday – a unique position quite irrelevant to anything other than the present, which is always the past just as soon as you realise it. Nothing quite this profound was in my psychology lecture, instead learning the basics about schizophrenia and persuasion. Both lectures were interesting although the schizophrenia ones were sadly biased and narrow minded in the way typical of the medical profession. Maz and I, and two girls, did a practice exam in the tutorial. We came second, but the team who beat us cheated – looking up their answers in their notes, so I think getting seventeen out of twenty-three is a reasonable result for an unexpected practice exam when the only other team to do better still only got eighteen, even with checking their notes. This gives me a little confidence for the actual exam.

Night

• I spent the night at Kieran’s, after an unexciting night in the labs programming for CSSE3004.